Beyond the Divorce

Tragic Death

I felt a chill run down my spine. The person on his way to meet me had died tragically in a car accident. I suspected it couldn’t just be a coincidence. Moreover, he only wanted to share information with me about Atlas, yet it cost Kennedy his life.

It was disturbing that a refined and polite–looking person could die so suddenly. I realized this incident

was far from simple.

I grew increasingly uneasy as I watched Grayson rush off to investigate. I also wondered why the officers didn’t ask me about the information regarding Atlas.

Since Kennedy had died due to a drunk driving accident, why would the cops still conduct an

investigation? It was contradictory.

However, if it wasn’t a simple coincidence, who killed that young man? Was it Celine or someone else?

I couldn’t imagine Atlas’s involvement in this conspiracy or what secrets the Pierce family held to drag innocent people into their web. These things haunted me all afternoon. Copyright Nôv/el/Dra/ma.Org.

I left the building after clocking out and saw the congested streets. I hated getting stuck in traffic, so I parked in front of a store to wait until the rush hour passed. Suddenly, my phone rang, startling me.

Lately, I grew nervous whenever the phone rang. My mom called, so I hastily answered, “Hey, Mom.”

Meanwhile, I noticed a car pulling onto the quiet street. It was a bright red sports car, which stood out in

this tranquil neighborhood.

I stared at the moving car while talking to my mom. She asked what time I’d be home, clearly worried about me. My parents had noticed something was amiss with me over the past few days. They monitored me through phone calls since they couldn’t restrict my movements.

I assured her, “Mom, I’ll be home soon. Please stop worrying. Traffic is heavy, and I’m stuck in it.”

Suddenly, the car stopped nearby. I couldn’t help but wonder who might be inside. Perhaps it was a wealthy young lady. Then, I saw someone leaving a nearby store and hurrying toward the parked car.

quickly hung up because I recognized the man as Keegan. I watched as he reached the car, behaving

with utmost respect.

The driver lowered their window, but i couldn’t see who it was from my angle. Immediately after, I recorded the interaction with my phone, I saw a fair hand extend from the car with a small paper bag.

Keegan eagerly took it with a smile

I was surprised as the car drove away. The sly Keegan glanced around before getting into a shabby sedan. I couldn’t resist recording that, too.

When they left, I reviewed the video I had recorded. I realized it was a woman after zooming in on the fair hand. Meanwhile, the paper bag she handed over seemed hefty despite being small. I couldn’t help but wonder what Keegan was up to.

I glanced at the red car in the video and then sent it to Grayson. I also told him to find out who owned that car. I did all that instinctively.

However, I was shocked when Grayson called me back ten minutes later. I didn’t expect that car to belong to Atlas. Of course, I knew Atlas wasn’t driving it. It was more likely Stella instead. I had seen

her a few times but never saw her driving that car.

1 knew little about cars, but that one looked expensive.

Now, I wondered what Stella had to do with Keegan. Although I knew Liora had some connection to Celine, I didn’t think Stella would meet Keegan. What about that paper bag Stella gave to Keegan?

I was curious, especially given Keegan’s cautious and sneaky behavior. I knew there was something up with that paper bag.